Ian Gillan - Twin Exhausted lyrics

Ian Gillan Band I like a Studebaker widowmaker Sitting on the highway crown When it's early in the morning I can put my foot right down And if the wheels keep spinning Baby I'll be winning I'll be really alive When the drive's beginning I've got a Buick that can do it With a wide seat in the rear With a woman on my arm And a cold six pack of beer And if the wheels keep turning I'll be yearning I'll be bombing away With the back tyres burning I'm twin exhausted see My second wife is tired of me But when she gets off my back I'll be back to the track Wheeling free Barracuda you are ruder than A long legged b**h I know With my hands on your stick I can feel your body letting go And I'm always dreaming About the back tyres screaming Down with the toes and away she goes